Chapter 325: Vanity
The crime scene was a villa, now completely empty.
The noble who lived there along with all his attendants had vanished without a trace, not a single survivor remained.
The Bishop stepped forward and pushed the door open. Loren naturally followed behind the Bishop, so that if they encountered any danger, Loren could make a timely escape, at worst just another Bishop would die.
After all, in Loren's eyes, the Bishop was no different from a hot-swappable component; if one died, he'd just get a new one. He didn't even need to replace them personally; the Church would naturally appoint a new Bishop.
And every new Bishop, upon taking office, would visit Loren at the first opportunity. Loren was already used to this.
Upon pushing the door open, Loren saw the first bloodstain. The area around the doorway was practically dyed red, the pool of blood was absurdly large.
Anyone who frequently kills would surely know that even if you decapitate someone with one clean stroke, the blood wouldn't flow this much or spread so far.
This pool of blood gave Loren the feeling that someone had been skinned alive and then thrown to the ground, left to bleed to death.
Yet, there were no signs of struggle here at all. Loren thought of many possibilities but couldn't figure out how to kill someone, leave no struggle marks, and still create a bloodstain like this, unless it was intentional.